Don’t Worry (It’s Still A Beautiful World) By Wilfred Kozub When something’s happening I know it’s happening to me It may be far away, but I know it’s happening to me And I tell myself Don’t worry Don’t worry It may be the Middle East Might be the water flowing south The crappy air we breathe Or the bad taste in my mouth Don’t . . . it’s still a beautiful world Don’t worry . . . Don’t . . . it’s still a beautiful world I worry ‘bout the rising tides More trouble up in Palestine (volatile) And what about the changing climes? I’ve got a lot on my mind! We’re working too much overtime Did you know we’re running out of time? (I take my time) I’m clinging to what’s mine is mine What’s brewing at the border line? Don’t worry, don’t worry Don’t . . . don’t . . . don’t Don’t sweat it This life’s a mystery And it gets deeper every day Wish I could find a way Make all the weirdness go away If I said I didn’t care about the world, well I’d be lyin’ But I know what’s best for me – Yeah, this old neighborhood of mine And I tell myself Don’t worry Don’t worry It’s still a beautiful world It’s still a beautiful world It’s still a beautiful world Don’t worry – it’s still a beautiful world Copyright, ©, 2007, 2008, by Wilfred Kozub/Zönik Music Productions (SOCAN)

There’s Nothing Wrong With Me By Wilfred Kozub I was a quiet kid Not someone you’d ever know Living inside my head In a land of the ice and snow Once in a while when I came out I would give a great big shout That I though someone would hear By accident I was born Into a world of changes Just like someone’s life In another land of strangers Nothing special . . . Just the usual crises that I keep to myself There’s no worries It’s so windy here the birds won’t fly It’s so cold that you could almost die And I’m livin’ for the great by and by No, there’s nothing the matter with me This world’s just in a fix Maybe luck is right around the corner It’s just a cosmic blip Nothin’ that good karma can’t recover The sun is setting on My dearest melodies I’ve got the tv on All my favorite memories Nothing new is coming out But ‘least I’ve got something Anyway I don’t worry that the sun don’t shine I never have to close my blinds There’s nothing that could blow my mind Nothing So forget it That’s right There’s nothing the matter with me That a perfect world can’t put in order Choogalooga choogalooga Yeah . . . choogalooga The water’s gone south, but We can buy it back . . . we can buy it back There’s nothing wrong with me And you’re not any better than me Copyright, ©, 2007, 2008, by Wilfred Kozub/Zönik Music Productions (SOCAN)

Gotta Be Great To Be Good By Wilfred Kozub We didn’t know how to start or even where to begin Then you said let’s go right now And there’s no better place than right here And I knew right then – you were right It’s so obvious We had a rough ride, yeah, it wasn’t too cool at the start But we didn’t believe in fate We work hard and we love what we do And maybe we made some mistakes We were oblivious You gotta be great to be good You gotta be good to be great You better be better than good We won’t stand to be second rate And you – You’re Great! Everything we did was for fun That’s how we got to be as good as we are We weren’t full of ourselves, we just knew We were fabulous You gotta be great to be good You gotta be good to be great You better be better than good Don’t settle for second rate Yeah, you gotta be good to be great You better be better than good Don’t wanna fall victim to fate And you – you do what you love It’s so obvious You gotta be great to be good You gotta be good to be great You better be better than good Don’t wanna be second rate You gotta be great to be good You gotta be gear to be great You better be better than good Don’t wanna be second rate You’re Great!! Copyright, ©, 2007, by Wilfred Kozub

I Like To Go Fast by Wilfred Kozub She’s buggin’ my mind - and I only just met her Yeah, I gotta see her - the sooner the better So I gotta drive - I gotta go fast And I like to go fast I gotta make haste - you know what I’m sayin’ Could be a perfect day, or maybe the rain It’s just the weather and it means nothin’ I gotta go fast What will she say? “Why you takin’ so long? . . . Did you not have the pedal to the metal, hon? . . . Or did you stop for the police when you prob’bly coulda made a run? Did you get up before the birds just like you said you would?” Across the desert Through the mountains Wind down the valley Straight through to the ocean I will find you waitin’ for me - don’t want to make you sad So I gotta go fast - ‘cause I’m in the mood When the light says go - my car says VROOOMMM I’ve got your number, and I’ve got it wired I’m playin’ my tunes, makin’ up rhymes Lookin’ for funny clouds and readin’ the highway signs Don’t lose your head to save a minute (Burma Shave) You need your head - your brains are in it (Burma Shave) Why is it when you try to pass, The guy in front goes twice as fast? (Burma Shave) Across the desert Through the mountains Wind down the valley Straight through to the ocean I will find you waitin’ for me Across the desert Straight through to the mountains Wind down the valley All the way to the ocean I will find you on a rooftop Pinot noir . . . gazing at the stars above . . . . . . and watching for a moving one mmmm . . . yes almost there here I come oh yeah over there Copyright, ©, 2005, by Wilfred Kozub/Zönik Music Productions (SOCAN)

Nothing Is Wasted - Wilfred Kozub I’m an ordinary person And I have my flaws I do what I want to And I don’t have a cause A stiff upper lip A lower back pain Don’t give up my chances And I’m not down the drain Haven’t a worry Don’t do no crime I’m not in a hurry You know I ain’t lyin’ I made it all up in my head My little reality Yeah, I make my bed There won’t be a breakdown I’m not under stress I’m not foolin’ myself It’s just that I’m blessed Wasted – nothing is wasted Nothing is wasted And the drummer goes rat-a-tat rat-a-tat And the writer sings this n that n this n that I’m only just learning But I’m gonna go far How do I know this? I got a car A Chevrolet blimp A 3-tone sedan Diamond upholstery Yeah, I’m the man (I’m the man) I’m the man Wasted – nothing is wasted Nothing gets wasted Nothing is wasted Copyright, ©, 2009 by Wilfred Kozub (SOCAN)

(I Love My) Bento Box by Wilfred Kozub I lovemy bento box I love my bento box I want my bento box (2x) You know I think about you every day I can never get enough I thought and thought about you every day And now I’ll never have enough I want to wrap you in my kinchaku And spend my every lunch with you No, I can’t get enough of you You’re my sushi combo fusion for two I love my bento box I love my bento box I want my bento box (hoo!) (Toro Toro Toro) I would take you on the trawling line Scoop up all the tuna in the sea There were so many – they were doing fine Oh yeah, they were plenty It’s good for you – a little bit of sushi every day Hamachi, tobiko, ikura But now there’s no more fishes in the sea There’s nothing left for you . . . or me I want my bento box I want my bento box Where is my bento box? I want my bento box I want my bento . . . a bientot We ate up all the fishes in the ocean They were tasty, they were good We ate up all the fishes in the ocean They were tasty, they were good We ate up all the fishes in the ocean They were tasty, they were good Yeah we ate up all the toro – nothing for tomorrow . . . oh . . . I’m giving all my lovin’ to the ocean Kiss it better, make it good I’m givin’ all my lovin’ for tomorrow Kiss it better, make it good We ate up all the fishes in the ocean They were tasty, they were good We ate up all the fishes in the ocean . . . gone for good I love my bento box I love my bento box I want my bento box I want my bento box Copyright, ©, 2009, by Wilfred Kozub (SOCAN) Recorded by Wilfred N and the Grown Men

You’re In Another World – Wilfred Kozub Keep your head cool And keep a cool head Rest your face down till you Hear me say when Keep your head cool And keep a cool head You’re in another world You’re in another world Wrap your secret In a whisper Let your whisper Keep the secret Keep you head cool Keep a cool head You’re in another world You’re in another world Copyright, ©, 2009, by Wilfred Kozub (SOCAN)

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You’re True Blue By Wilfred Kozub I was a little too mild And a bit of a flower child When everyone was getting on with business I was only imagining I had skills and passions And hardly any practical ambition And while others were flourishing I only had vision And I saw her today – yeah, you’re my sweet people It’s a Heavenly day My knees are feeble, yeah And I saw her today – I say yeaaay You’re true blue – you’re true blue You’re true blue – you’re true blue Well I saw her today – yeah you’re my true people I lost my mindset today My knees are tremblin’, yeah And I saw her today Mmm . . . I say yeah You’re true blue – you’re true blue You’re true blue – you’re true blue And I thought beauty was everything And I thought everyone agreed But when it came to reality, There just wasn’t a need And it’s sad but it’s true You’ve fallen in with me And you’re true blue You’re true blue Well I saw her today But my eyes weren’t ready Such a brilliant display And my world unsteady, yeah And I knew what to say I say, yeah You’re true blue Copyright, ©, 2007, 2008, by Wilfred Kozub/ Zönik Music Productions (SOCAN)

Darkness and Light by Wilfred Kozub Koolaid showers, pigment sky Cumulus billowing, electric night Darkness, darkness and light Darkness, darkness and light Holiday ruined, big waves crashing down Better news came yesterday – we heard about the sugar cloud Darkness, darkness and light Darkness, darkness and light Sugar cloud – you look so lonely Sugar cloud, my one and only And I’ve got you in my heart Sugar cloud Heart (I can hardly wait to start this life all over again) Sagittarius, they call her – lost in the Milky Way Hey babe, don’t worry, somehow you’ll find your way Darkness, darkness and light Darkness, darkness and light Copyright, ©, 2008, by Wilfred Kozub (SOCAN) wilfredn@compusmart.ab.ca

Stop Go Romeo By Wilfred Kozub It’s been a long, long time And I never thought I’d get here But here I am Yeah, it’s been a , , , eternity of time I’ve grown from a little boy Into a man Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo Stop go Stop go Romeo, Stop go Romeo It was the best of times Half the time And the other half, well . . . You can forget it And there were many times That I wish that I had just said . . . Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo Spring forward – fall back That means you’re losin’ your nap No panic? Holy crap – Is that a ufo behind your back? They don’t look like people that I know Don’t look like anybody you know They don’t care about love as we know it Stop . . . go It’s been a long, long time And I wish I could have a little bit back For myself And it’s been a lovely world In a myriad of worlds In a cluster On the other side And I have been surely thrilled At the wonder of this ride Stop go Romeo, Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo, Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo, Stop go Romeo Stop go Romeo, Stop go Romeo Stop go romeo stop go romeo Stop go romeo Stop go stop go romeo stop go romeo stop go romeo stop go romeo stop go romeo Copyright, ©, 2007, 2008, by Wilfred Kozub/Zönik Music Productions (SOCAN)

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